The Women In Black

In this day and age of political apathy, there’s at least one group I respect. Every week, the Women in Black make their silent protest on an issue that concerns them, under the statue of Edith Cavell on St Martin’s Lane. The stand questly, wearing or holding banners outlining their views. A few of their member distribute leaflets and other information. That’s all they do. It’s more than enough.

The quiet dignity of this protest never fails to impress me. I’ve been seeing these women for years, and while I don’t often agree with their politics, I respect utterly the way they choose to express them. London will be much the poorer if they ever stop holding their protests.